Chapter 75

Lang Xingtian found the voice somewhat familiar—he thought it must be Yang Xiangguo. “I didn’t expect that old man to have such a masculine voice,” Lang Xingtian remarked with a teasing expression.

Shen Ninghua looked at Zhao Ruyun with a trace of surprise, then hesitantly turned to Madam Zhang. “Aunt, I… I truly didn’t mean for things to come to this… Cousin, she…” As if frightened, she stammered for a long time without saying anything coherent.

“This is General Kungang’s poison-making base—his headquarters,” Lang Xingtian replied.

“It’s… it’s nothing…” Bai Yuzhu, her breath unsteady and sweat pouring down her face, spoke to Feng Ye-Han while withdrawing a hidden box from her left sleeve.

As soon as she finished speaking, a burst of flames shot from Luan Fengwu’s body, growing fiercer with each passing moment, until in an instant, he was reduced to ashes. From the remnants, a red glow rose, slowly taking the form of a celestial phoenix a hundred meters long! With a resonant cry, the phoenix wrapped up Ye Ning and darted swiftly forward.

When Daoists invoke deities, they call upon gods with official roles, borrowing their divine power to accomplish certain feats. They are orthodox gods.

Ye Zhen thought that if those two cases were genuine, the situation would be serious. It wasn’t incurable, but in ancient times, treatment would be difficult.

Perhaps because she hadn’t heard anything for a long while, Nalan Lan’er, ever cautious, suddenly strode several steps forward, then abruptly turned back to look behind her.

The giant palm reaching for the sky was instantly shattered by the Sword of Time, its gleaming arc undiminished as it continued toward the origin of the colossal hand.

Eunuch Xi only uttered a few pleasantries before returning to the palace. Outside the hall, he bumped into Zhang Biao, one of the imperial guards; after a brief exchange, he took his leave.

Yet compared to the voice, the news from the phone brought a far greater shock to the already stunned room, filling it with terror.

“No need for explanations! Explanations are just excuses! And don’t even try to say you’re not with them—I can see right through you, so nothing you say will change my mind!” Wu Junru was no fool; she prided herself on her keen insight.

At this moment, she didn’t care what important figures the two men before her might be—she knew only that she needed to approach Cao Ge, while also keeping Chen Hao appeased. Torn between these two, Li Jing’er felt overwhelmed and suddenly erupted.

“Li Jing’er is my wife! Do they have something wrong with their heads, calling her ‘Third Sister-in-law’?” Cao Ge was irritated, his mind filled with the thoughtless Li Jing’er. Her lack of any reaction really got on his nerves.

Last time, he had managed to collect some ingredients for Human Source Pills from the treasure site—enough for three or four batches at most. Who knew how many pills he could actually refine?

The moon hung high in the sky, with few clouds drifting by. It was a fine night—on the battlefield, all was silent, and even the wind had died. Through his scope, he watched as that man’s arm slowly shifted, scanning from the side to the front.

Gexi Nanhuo said, “Without my orders, no one is allowed to approach. You may come with me.” He addressed his guards first, then spoke to Gexi Yan. Gexi Yan was of his own clan and had left a good impression. More importantly, he wanted to know why Gexi Yan sought the fan.

“Uncle Yi, Dad, why don’t we start?” Chen Hao glanced at the clock on the wall at Yi Feng’s house and suggested tentatively.

“No, we wait right here,” Wang Zijun replied, settling himself on the fiscal bureau’s guard’s chair.

Liu Qingzhu’s martial skills had long surpassed the highest level allowed in gold-based martial arts. Even her simplest blade aura could crush most opponents. If she unleashed her blade threads, even the Five Supremes would be at her mercy—not to mention her blade clouds, blade intent, and the protective blade aura.

A week later, after much hard practice, Shi Nian finally passed her first scene after five failed takes. Just as she was overwhelmed with excitement, she discovered that Director Wang next door was even more ecstatic than she was.

Since this battle was inevitable, it was better to face Thanos before he gathered all the Infinity Stones. At least, without their power, his strength was not insurmountable—this was his weakest moment. If they couldn’t defeat him now, there would be no hope later.

Qin Lang’s steps never ceased; his figure darted around the iron cage in a blur, as if countless versions of himself flickered through every corner, dazzling all eyes and leaving everyone dizzy.

After reaching the rank of Demon Saint, people rarely switched cultivation methods. Instead, they refined their unique aura, allowing the special insights from their techniques to merge with demonic energy.

The pilot turned his attention back to steering the spaceship, refusing to take part in the two bosses’ argument. The twelve marauders might have surrendered under Liu Qingzhu’s threat, but Tony, as the second-in-command, was not to be trifled with either—crossing him would be equally disastrous.

The man in black pondered for a moment, then tucked Mei Jingbai under his arm and sped off in the direction from which the carriage had come.

The banquet to welcome the Wei Kingdom’s envoys was held in the Hall of Clarity. Several eunuchs and servants had been summoned in advance to ensure everything was perfectly prepared.

At last, it was time to let it rise on its own. Just as Ji Xinglan finished his task, Chao Yan took the sweet potato and yam cake out of the oven.

In the darkness, the king of thieves, Meng Sanxing, seemed utterly lost in his song, his expression utterly transformed from his usual cunning, money-hungry demeanor—he was like a completely different person!

Unable to restrain himself any longer, Yue Longcheng spurred his horse, leaping into the air and dashing toward the source of the sound, covering dozens of meters in the blink of an eye. Yue Ruchuan called out, “Cheng’er!” but Yue Longcheng’s figure had already vanished into the tall grass.